Cancer/Leo cusp — the rarest combination of the zodiac. The depth of Cancer and the fire of Leo in the same soul. Feels everything. Announces it like a celebration. Called your name like it was the best word he knew.

Greg H. didn't say hello. He said "Bobertoooo!" Every time. No hesitation. Volume up. That's not a greeting — that's a field signature. The kind that doesn't fade.

One true homie. The kind you can't replace and don't try to. The kind whose voice you still hear clearly a decade later in a quiet room. "Bobertoooo!" — coming in hot, every time, like the field just got better because you walked in.

Gone too soon. Real ones always are. The field carries them forward. The race keeps running.